753. Goodbye Warsaw in Mandarin from an Ordinary Father
Cf7 has a more sensitive body than 274s.
As one of the first players to test these two instruments, Qin Jian still holds this view.
Being sensitive means it is harder to control.
Cf7 requires the player to have greater lightness and accuracy in the movement of their fingers.
On the Cf7, the problem of basic articulation will directly turn into a technical problem, which also illustrates the limitations of the CF7 from the side - it is difficult for players without considerable finger skills to perform wonderful performances on this piano.
Effect.
Listening to the smooth two-handed arpeggiated scales in the piano room, Qin Jian imitated Fang Xiaoyu's speed of about 145.
This speed is not too slow for Fang Xiaoyu at this stage.
Judging from the single tone, it is obvious that Fang Xiaoyu has not yet opened the magical tone box of CF7.
But from the perspective of the full sound quality of each note and the overall flow of the scale, Fang Xiaoyu's finger skills in the past few months can be described as leaps and bounds.
To be able to play such a scale on the CF7, I think Fang Xiaoyu has worked hard in the past few months.
But just working hard is not enough.
You can't draw too many conclusions just by listening to the scales.
He now wants to test the teaching effect of the combination of Chopin's hand position formula + Chris's intermediate piano guide's finger exercises.
"alright."
Qin Jian interrupted Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu stopped: "Master."
"Black Keys (Xiao Lian, op10.no5)." Qin Jian said and walked to the piano.
Fang Xiaoyu took a deep breath after receiving the instruction. After a moment, she raised her hand and dropped her fingers.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
The crisp and coherent flow of triplet sounds creates a fresh and natural sound among the three strong chords.
...
Fang Xiaoyu played immersedly, while Qin Jian looked at the hands on the keys in trance.
In terms of hand shape conditions, Fang Xiaoyu has long fingers and short palms, so he can only be considered an above-average hand shape condition.
But at this time, combined with the small movements of her wrists and the agile jumps of her fingertips, her hands gave people the feeling of controlling the keyboard at will.
Although the control of intensity changes is still too raw, the upper line of the melody line has begun to take shape.
"Not bad, really good."
Qin Jian was secretly happy that the teaching effect of the combination was better than he expected.
He began to plan the next step of integrated teaching.
...
With a loud chord ending, the piano room fell silent.
The performance is over.
Fang Xiaoyu didn't dare to look forward to it. She admitted that she was nervous just now. Not only did she make 6 wrong sounds, but she also had a break in the middle.
"Not bad." Qin Jian clapped his hands and encouraged.
Without waiting for Fang Xiaoyu to react, Qin Jian asked her to stand up.
As soon as she heard this, she quickly gave up her seat on the piano.
After Qin Jian sat down, he raised his hand and started playing. While repeating the black keys, he turned around and told Fang Xiaoyu:
"The finger legato here requires a greater turn of the wrist..."
"Don't change the speed of your right hand here, otherwise it will cause an unbalanced feeling in the rhythm box..."
"After we get here, the pedal..."
Qin Jian spent most of the time watching Fang Xiaoyu talking, as if his hands were completely taken care of.
But even so, the Qin-style black-key etude still shines perfectly in one breath.
Fang Xiaoyu was excited when she heard it, and it was enjoyable to watch it, but she had no more admiration to give to her beloved master.
After Qin Jian finished playing again, the door of the piano room was already crowded with people.
"Do you remember what I just said?"
"Remember, remember!"
"Okay." Qin Jian responded and raised his hand to fumble among the scores on the piano.
He is still clear about the understanding of his little apprentice. Fang Xiaoyu has basically mastered Chopin's hand position formula for practicing and dancing. The next step is to strengthen and consolidate her technique through some repertoire.
After thinking about it, Qin Jian assigned three new Chopin etudes to Fang Xiaoyu, op10.no1 and no4, op25.no2.
Then he took out another volume of Mozart's sonatas and handed it to Fang Xiaoyu, "Before going to Germany, you must get all four pieces. This cannot delay class rehearsals. Do you understand?"
How could Fang Xiaoyu not understand? He took the sheet music and vowed: "Don't worry, master!"
Fang Xiaoyu put away the score and looked at the phone again, with a confused look on his face: "Master, I'm going to be late..."
Qin Jian originally wanted to chat with Fang Xiaoyu for a while, but when he heard this, he shouted, "Why don't you leave quickly? You told me to go to class early!"
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had forgotten that school was still in session.
Fang Xiaoyu was ordered to quickly pick up the small red schoolbag, "Thank you for your hard work, master! See you in the evening, master!" he said and pushed the door open.
As soon as Fang Xiaoyu went out, the long-haired figure on the left side of the door scared her. He was her roommate and good friend.
"Why don't you go to class? You're going to be late soon!" She said to the other party anxiously.
I just heard the other party click her lips a few times, and said with a bad smile: "Tsk, tsk, you can't hide it from me, Sister Yu. No wonder there are so many handsome guys in the school chasing you and you don't take any notice. So there is such a thing~
"
When Fang Xiaoyu heard this, he just ignored the other party and said, "Boring." As he said that, he walked quickly towards the stairs. He was really going to be late.
"Hey Fang Xiaoyu, I've been waiting for you for half an hour. You heartless guy just left as soon as you said you wanted to. Wait for me!"
...
Qin Jian was just about to write down his newly conceived several combined teaching methods on Chopin's hand position formulas and Chris' intermediate guide, when he heard a low alto sound coming from the corridor.
He didn't hear clearly what the other person yelled, but the chattering campus always made people feel relaxed.
‘Turn your wrist in hand position 1...’
He started writing quickly.
...
Time passed quickly, and after only one day back, he felt that he had completely entered a new busy life.
There are so many hands to grab right now.
Let it go: 'Honey, I'm going to treat you all to dinner tonight, and I'll probably have some wine too.'
The most beautiful girl in the universe: ‘Humph, I just finished drinking last night~’
The most beautiful girl in the universe: "First, you are not allowed to drive. Second, you must send me a message as soon as you wake up tomorrow morning."
Let it go: ‘Do I love you?’
The most beautiful girl in the universe: ‘Haha, you’re so disgusting, remember to shave before going tonight’
...
The party at night, as Qin Jian said, is really a good idea to stay drunk until you get drunk.
Anyway, he was beaten hard enough, but he was still conscious when he went to bed in the end. Before going to bed, he sent Fat Duan a photo of himself lying on the bed in the dormitory. In the photo, he was shaving.
Then he set an alarm clock for 06:30 Beijing time.
Before he finally lost consciousness, he could still vaguely hear the sound of violent vomiting on the bed in the opposite corner.
Everyone is scared when Wang Xiaoliang drinks too much. This is definitely not a lie.
404 The best drinker was finally born today.
Zheng Feng.
This big man who cherishes his words like gold drank as much as anyone else today.
After serving Wang Xiaoliang's vomiting, he put on Chen Tangjie's shoes, covered Qin Jian with a quilt, and finally cleaned the dormitory again before going to bed.
...
Tonight's dinner party was a success, and it diluted the depressing atmosphere caused by many bands trying to reduce their numbers.
Time goes back to the last moment when the dinner ended 45 minutes ago.
"Everything is for the honor of the society!"
Ning Qianxia once again united people's hearts through everyone's last drunkenness.
She drank a lot tonight, but she was still sober at the last moment.
This Yanjing girl has quite a drinking capacity.
....
A sweet night.
‘Zzz——
...
At 6:45 the next morning, the entire campus was still shrouded in darkness.
Someone is already walking on the road leading to the piano room.